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that-one-gay-girl · 4 years

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Gone - Ch.3

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1522

Warning: show level violence

Summary: Y/n is taking steps to get back to hunting, Dean suggests a lazy day and some information is revealed...

A/n: I hope y'all enjoy this chapter! Let me know what you think. I loved writing it, especially the end.

Two weeks had gone by and now you were seated in a room, waiting for Danny. Today was the day you were doing the prosthetic casting, the next step was getting the actual leg.

You were restless, excited to get back to hunting. No more doing research because you had to be sidelined. This leg would bring the normal you back.

A knock on the door has you looking up as Danny comes in. “Nice to see again Y/n, how are you feeling today?” he looks through your chart.

“I'm good, a little nervous but I’m good.” you respond with a small smile

��Alright, well I’ve got all the casting supplies ready. This is going to create a mold for your prosthetic and once it's ready we will do several exams and scans with you to make sure everything is fitting in the socket correctly.” he tells you as he begins the process.

Dean sits in the impala listening to Metallica as he does research on how to help you with physical therapy at home once you get your prosthetic. He wanted to be fully prepared to help you.

After the casting process you walk out to the impala, with a smile on your face, “Two weeks until I get the prosthetic!” you say excitedly. “I’ll be back in the game before you know it.”

“Let's not rush anything Y/n, take it one day at a time.” he covers your hand with his. “How about we have a lazy day? Popcorn, chocolate, nachos, beer? The works!” he asks you. Dean wouldn’t admit it but he was terrified of you hunting again. He had always been protective of you, but you’d never been hurt so badly...so permanently.

You smile at him leaning in to kiss him softly. “Did I ever tell you how much I love you?”

“You could mention it a couple more times.” he teases

“I love you Dean Winchester.” you kiss him again lingering against his lips before you sit back. “To the bat cave!” you joke

After stopping at the small store in town the impala was full of groceries. “I think we’ve got enough food to last us a month.” you tell dean

“Maybe a week.” he jokes

Pulling into the garage Dean helps you out of the car before grabbing the grocery sacks. Once inside you sit down in the wheelchair, your arms beginning to feel sore.

“Do you want to pick a movie? I’ll make nachos?” You question, rolling into the kitchen.

“Do you want help?” He asks as you shake your head

“I’ve got it Dean, I’m a big girl.” you smile up at him

“I’ll be gone 10 minutes tops, I’m going to grab a quick shower.” he kisses your head before going into the bathroom.

Turning the oven on, you grab a cooking tray lining it with foil. Finding the bag of tortilla chips sitting on the counter you open them spreading it across the tray.

Realizing the cheese is on the top shelf of the fridge you lock your wheelchair in place standing up slowly holding onto the edge of the counter. Gripping the edge tightly as you balance yourself.

“You can do this y/n.” determined you maneuver yourself towards the fridge. Carefully grabbing the cheese you toss it onto the counter, trying to move carefully back to the chair.

Sitting down you take a deep breath, pumping a fist in the air in victory. You were doing better and nothing could stop you now. FInishing up the nachos and putting them in the oven, Dean walks in with wet hair and a wide grin.

“Pie to go with those nachos?” He asks pulling out the apple pie like a kid on Christmas morning

Nodding your head you set the timer for 5 minutes, “Did you pick a movie?” You ask

“Batman!” he says with a childish grin

You can’t help but smile up at Dean. Seeing Dean happy and relaxed was the best. In this life, things were different and you’d do anything just to see Dean happy.

When the timer beeps Dean pulls out the nachos, dishing them onto plates. “Come on slowpoke” he chuckles as you follow behind him into his man cave.

Popping the first DVD into the disc player you get comfortable on the bed, munching on the nachos as Dean grabs two beers, sitting down next to you.

“Love you” he mumbles against your skin as his lips touch your head.

As the movie Texas Chainsaw Massacre plays in the background, your eyes begin to drift shut.

It was dark and foggy, you could hear screaming all around you. Looking around confused you spot a small light in the dark fog. Walking towards it you look down, your leg is there. Like it had never been taken. Touching it, pinching it, your eyes widen as it feels real.

“What is happening?” The screams begin again, only louder. Running this time towards the sound, you come across a disturbing scene.

Dean and Sam were pinned against the wall while the witch threw you across the dirty floor, the sickening sound of your bones cracking echoed through the room as you hit the ground.

Watching in horror as the night you lost your leg plays in front of you. You must be dreaming. You think to yourself. You were on the floor trying to break free from whatever kept you from moving when multiple knives cut through your body.

This was the last thing you remember from that night. You watch as the dream continues to play in front of your eyes.

Another knife was plunged through your body all the while, the witch laughed maniacally. Screams tore your throat apart as the witch continued her assault. Dean and Sam's shouts were barely heard over your screaming. Before anyone else could move Cas appeared behind the witch driving a blade through her heart, killing her instantly.

Looking wide eyed at the dream version of cas you then look down at your dream body. Cas presses two fingers to your head a few cuts healing slightly, but nothing more. “I’m sorry Dean, I’m too weak to heal her.”

Dean's hands press harder against your abdomen trying to stop the bleeding from the biggest wound. “You are not dying! You h-hear me? Keep those beautiful eyes open for me baby.”

Dean picks you up as you groan in pain, you cough harshly as blood spills from your mouth. Dean gets into the back carefully with you as Sam slams on the Gas speeding to the hospital. “D-Dean, I love you.” Your voice cracks weakly as your eyes grow heavy. “Y/n open your eyes! Y/n!”

Dean continues to watch the movie as you sleep, your head lays on his chest like always. Running his hands through your hair as you sleep, Dean looks down as your face scrunches up and your head moves down, gripping Dean's shirt tightly, all of these were telltale signs you were having a nightmare.

Dean had seen it enough times to recognize it, shaking your shoulders lightly he tries to wake you up. “Wake up baby.” he urges. Dean hovers against you shaking your body violently as you begin screaming in your sleep. “Y/n open your eyes! Y/n!” Dean shouts.

Gasping awake you scan your surrounding pushing your body away from danger. “Calm down y/n, just breathe.” Dean puts his hands on your shoulders as you regain your senses. Recognizing your shared room and seeing Dean you begin to calm down.

Dean wipes the tears away from your face as he sits and pulls you into his chest. “What happened baby? You’ve never had nightmares that bad.” he mumbles as he strokes your arm.

After a few minutes your breathing is back to normal as you look at Dean. “It wasn’t a nightmare.” you mumble into the quiet room.

“What do you mean?” he asks you

“It wasn’t a nightmare, I saw what happened that night. The night I lost my leg.” you respond

Dean doesn’t say anything as he looks at you wide eyed. “Why didn’t you tell me I died? I died in your arms Dean.” you cry

After a few moments of silence he responds, “That was one of the worst nights of my life. I never, NEVER want to relive it.” he tells you as tears fall from his bright green eyes.

Looking into his eyes you realize Dean hasn’t stopped since the accident happened. No one has cared for him or looked out for him. He’s been working to make you better from Day 1 and now he was at his end.

“Dean, I’m sorry. I haven’t been there for you. We need to do better, we need to communicate. You can’t get this bad and not tell me” you kiss his lips softly.

Laying down you move his head onto your chest as you stroke his hair. You feel wetness on your shirt as several tears fall from his eyes. “I can’t lose you” he whispers.

Chapter 4

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stanathanxoox · 5 years

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Confessions

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anonymous asked: Can you do a Seamus Finnigan x Slytherin reader imagine where they're like Chandler and Monica? I feel like Seamus shares some similarities with Chandler.

A/N: So I did something a little different with this prompt and I hope you like it anon, I really wanted to do the scene where Chandler confesses to his friends that he loves Monica.

You sat watching your girlfriend as she sat across from you in the library, studying for your next Divination exam. There was a group of you, six to be precise, all of whom had been friends since the first year, it didn't matter that none of you were in the same houses, all that mattered was your love for each other and how much you cared. One of your best friends Danny, a Ravenclaw, had always been the nerdy one, he was obsessed with Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology, always doing whatever he could to help Hagrid and Professor Sprout to care for the creatures and plants that you learnt about, then there was his girlfriend a fellow Ravenclaw of his and your girlfriend's best friend, Danny's on again off again girlfriend and fellow fourth year Olivia, then there's the oddball, Luna Lovegood, another Ravenclaw but damn is she a great and fiercely loyal friend, the other in your group aside from your girlfriend is your other best friend, a Gryffindor like yourself and a muggle born like Danny and Y/N. And then there was the most perfect woman, your girlfriend Y/N, Danny's younger sister, a Slytherin, whom you had been dating for the last six months, in secret, because you didn't want Danny to know, as much as you loved the big lug you could see why Y/N was so scared to tell him about the two of you. For the last couple of days, you were positive that Olivia and Luna had figured out your secret, Blaise had put two and two together fairly early on in your relationship so you needn't worry about him but it did make trying to find places to get some alone time with your girlfriend difficult.

You were all studying in the library, in the middle of preparing a special date to Hogsmeade with Y/N, when Luna began openly flirting with you and asked you on a date herself, you had panicked and agreed to go with her to the Hog's Head, somewhere Y/N could hide if need be but boy were you nervous. The two of you sat at a table, Luna had already ordered your drinks and she was being a little bit more than her eccentric self. Your conversation to start with was slow and normal before you asked

“So are you nervous about this? Us?” she shakes her head, looking up at you as she says,

“No, I want this to happen” she sounds so sure, you feel yourself flinch internally at her words as you reply

“I want this too”, before the two of you pick up your mugs of butterbeer and skull the frothy liquid. When you're finished, you put the mug back on the table before you look around awkwardly and say,

“Perhaps we should listen to some music?” you reach for your wand and cast a silent charm at the speakers on the wall as Luna says

“Well then I shall dance for you” she gets to her feet and begins to sway to the music before making her way over to you, slowly but steadily as she swats the air, then finally she drops herself into your lap and places a hand on your chest, awkwardly you place a hand on her waist. She looks down at you, into your eyes as she says

“I'm going to kiss you now” your eyes bulge slightly as you say

“Ok, let's do it”. It feels like an eternity before your lips finally touch and when they do you immediately feel like your cheating on Y/N, you push Luna away before falling off the chair in your haste to get away and put some distance between the two of you.

“I can't do it, I just can't” you say and Luna looks at you eyebrow raised

“And why not?” she asks. You don't even hesitate before the words are slipping out of your mouth and you say

“Because I'm in love with Y/N! I'm in love with Y/N!” you hear the doors open, one from the back room where Y/N had been standing and the other, the front door to the Hog's head where Dean and Olivia had been waiting. Seeing Y/N makes her way towards you slowly you continue to say that you're in love with her until she's wrapped in your arms and placing a kiss on your cheek,

“I love you Y/N” you say

“I love you too Seamus” she says, before placing a passionate kiss on your lips.

“I didn't know that you loved her, I just thought that you were doing the casual friends with benefits thing?” Luna says and you smile, as Y/N snuggles closer into your embrace. Your all smiles and happily talking together when Dean says

“Alright, so now its all over. Everybody knows” and you look around the group before meeting Y/N's eyes

“Uh no, actually, Danny doesn't know about us yet, and for obvious reasons, we'd rather not have him finding out right now” Y/N explains and while Luna and Olivia nod their heads, Dean just gives you all a scowl. It's a couple of hours later when the five of you make your way back up to the school and find Danny in the entrance hall talking to Professor Sprout about something.

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svubloods · 7 years

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Imagine being partners with Danny

(A/N: Sorry for the long wait and the fact it sucks. Thanks to everyone who has been nice during this time)

Imagine being partners with Danny

“What the hell is your problem Danny?” You demanded as you slammed the interrogation room door behind the two of you.

“He’s my problem,” He countered, in a similar loud tone to yours.

“What has he done?” You cried, shaking your arms at him.

He couldn’t think of a response and you knew he couldn’t. He stuttered as if he was going to say something but he didn’t. He just kept on staring at you intently and put his hand on his hips dramatically.

“Well?” You prompted.

“Maybe I don’t have a problem with him,” He gave in.

“Yes, you do! You literally just dragged my date from the dinner we were having,” You reminded.

“He was your date?” Danny scoffed.

“Yes, he was,” You stated.

“Not my fault you go out on dates with a murderer,” He commented, folding his arms and shrugging.

“You know he didn’t do it,” You countered, mirroring him and folding your own arms.

“Fine,” He gave in, “A witness to a murder,”

“Exactly,” You smiled scathingly, “So do you want to explain why you dragged him here,”

“I had to get his witness statement,” Danny shrugged once again.

“You couldn’t have done that in the morning?” You inquired.

“It was urgent,” He tried to insist.

“Bullshit,” You sing-songed grinning.

“Why are you smiling like that?” He demanded, getting annoyed by the fact that you weren’t getting annoyed.

“Because I know what you’re doing,” You giggled.

“What am I doing?” He entertained, unamused.

“You’re trying to stop me from going out with him,” You informed.

“No, I am n…” He began to adamantly defy.

“It’s okay Danny,” You interrupted to reassure, parents putting your palm on his chest, you were still quite close to each other, “We aren’t actually going out. I just invited him as my date to parent's charity auction mostly because his bank account matches the sort of people attending said event,”

“So it’s not a date,” He questioned, suddenly all casual. You shook your head.

“Well, maybe your right,” He gave in once again, “I could have done in this in the morning,”

“Yeah,” You agreed, “You could have,”

“I’ll let him go,” He nodded, disappointed, about to walk back, “I’ll let you go,”

“Just to let you know,” You interrupted, blocking him by putting your leg up against the wall.

“What?” He questioned, his body pressing up against your leg.

“It finishing at 12, I can be back here at 12:30,” You informed.

“Why do you need to come back?” He asked.

“We need to talk,” You answered.

“About what?” He continued to drag out.

“You already know, Danny,” You whispered, dropping your leg and taking a step closer to him, dangerously close.

He nodded.

“See you at 12:30,” He breathed, before taking a step back and walking back towards the interrogation room.

“Really?” You questioned, calling after him.

“Yeah,” He nodded, looking back at you.

“Are you sure?” You inquired, quietly.

“I’m ready,” He stated, looking at you intently once again.

“Okay,” You nodded.

You backed up against the walk and watched him go. You watched him glance back at you as he opened the door before going in. You took a deep breath as the door shut. You knew that this day was coming, you were nervous but mostly excited. You wanted to get this Charity ball over with so you could back here. You knew it was going to be the only thing on your mind for the rest of the night.

You met Danny almost eight years ago, coming up to eight now actually. You met after one of his cases brought him to Brooklyn. You were a uniform still and back then he wasn’t the seasoned and famous Major Crimes Detective he is today but he was still well known and he’d been Major Crimes for a few years at that point. You knew you made an impression on him possibly even impressed him to a certain extent at your very first meeting.

“And who are you supposed to be?” You remember him demanding, the wind blowing harshly in his face.

“My name is Y/N,” You informed, as you tried to tuck your flying hair out of your face.

“Y/N what?” He interrogated.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” You sort of shouted so you could be heard over the wind.

“So tell me Officer Y/L/N,” He began, “What makes you think that you can just talk to me when I’m talking?”

“Because you missed something and I didn’t,” You stated.

He huffed distastefully.

“Don’t they teach you to respect senior officers at the academy anymore?” He inquired, sarcastically.

“They do, Sir,” You replied.

“I was being sarcastic,” He commented, smartly.

“I know,” You replied, “But like I said we’re taught to respect senior officers. And wouldn’t you agree that answering a senior officers questions is part of respecting them,”

“You’re not going to get far with an attitude like that,” He warned.

“You did,” You smiled, before turning and returning to your post.

You knew he was staring when you walked away. It was an odd meeting. You were just posted at the scene, close enough to overhear the Detectives and close enough to examine the scene yourself. A thing you always did but it heightened at that point because you were preparing to take the Detectives exam. So you couldn't help your compulsion to add what you had noticed when they were discussing the scene. You were just like that, overly helpful mostly at the best of times. Danny’s then partner didn’t seem to mind though but Danny of course did.

Later that day, Danny came and found you at the station. He apologised with some pushing from his partner and thanked you for your observation and input. It was brief and even though it meant a lot to you, you didn’t think the same for him. But then a few hours later he requested you specifically to attend the next scene. That habit continued every time he had a scene in your area, he would ask for to be posted there. He tried to keep it on the down low but it always got back to you, but you never said anything.

You got closer as that year continued until around a year later, he asked for you to be posted only to find that you couldn’t post a Detective to a crime scene.

“Look, who are making their way up in the world,” He commented as you approached him, ducking under the crime scene tape, “Nice suit,”

“Why thank you,” You grinned.

“I knew you’d made make to Detective,” He commented.

“Well, you helped,” You agreed.

“No, you did it yourself,” He corrected.

“Why are being nice to me?” You inquired, puzzled.

“I’m always nice,” He grinned.

“Not to me,” You reminded. “You can handle it,” He smirked.

“Why am I here?” You asked,“I’m a Detective now, Reagan. I can’t be your uniform lackey anymore,”

“How about my partner?” He inquired.

“What?” You demanded.

“For this case. I’m between partners at that moment and I need an experienced Detective,” He informed.

“I’m hardly an experienced Detective,” You sighed.

“Well, you need the experience to get experienced.” He smirked, “You in,”

“I’m in,” You nodded eagerly.

And that marked your first ever case with Daniel Reagan. You worked very well together and you never understood why Danny was always revolving partners. Sure, he was abrasive, aggressive and sometimes just a terror to be around, well maybe you did but as you got to know him you saw his sweet side. A loving side. He was a great Dad to the boys.

Like he said. Your first case together was only a one off. After it, you parted ways but you stayed in touch. Though, whenever you crossed paths you were known as the only person on the whole police force who could work with Danny Reagan and not want to pull their hair out and need to be mandated therapy.

You called each other a lot about cases a couple of years between you becoming a Detective and before you joined Major Crimes and became his partner. Which aided your budding friendship and formed the basis of your future partnership. You and Danny were completely different. He was a born cop from a large cop family, a famous one at that, this is what he was meant to do while in your case it was the polar opposite of what you were supposed and expected to do. You were the only child of two millionaire stockbrokers who spent her childhood jet setting around the globe, raised by nannies and only seeing your parents on said vacations. Danny, always says that if he had to know if you were an Upper East Side kid he wouldn’t have even given you a chance. You know he’s glad that he did though. You had one thing in common though, you both deep down just wanted to help people. Which made you both good cops in your own ways.

So whenever either of you needed advice or a second opinion on something you would call each other, because you were so different. You each had different ways of looking at things. It was like each other's unofficial partners even though you both had your own. You knew he preferred you to his real partner anyway.

“Where would a kid like you stash a body?” Danny said immediately as you picked up the phone, you didn’t even get to say hello.

“A kid like me?” You countered not sure if you needed to be offended or not as you leant back in your chair and massaged your temple.

“You know, a rich kid,” He prompted.

“I hate it when you call me that,” You reminded.

“It’s what you are,” He countered this time, “You live in Tribeca,”

“But I downgraded from the Upper East Side,” You pointed out.

“Soho is a downgrade,” He repeated, mockingly.

“Why are you calling Danny, because if it’s for my help I’d recommend cutting the attitude,” You questioned.

“For the answer to the question I just asked you,” He stated quickly.

“Which was?” You inquired.

“Aren’t you listening?” He accused.

“I hear your voice and drown you out,” You quipped, “It’s an automatic response,”

“Well, try and hear this,” He sighed, unamused, “Where would you or one of your snobbish pals hide a body?”

“We wouldn’t,” You entertained, “That body would have been long gone by now,”

“What if that isn’t an option?” He pressed.

“How close is your guy to his parents?” You inquired.

“Is that relevant?” He countered.

“Just answer the question,” You stated.

“They’re like yours. Absentee,” He gave in.

“Check any properties that the help have or have access,” You informed.

“What? Why?” He asked.

“If he really is like me. They would have had the same people working and taking care of their whole lives. Most bonds are mutual. They trust there nannies, butlers, maids with there whole lives because they’re the only stable person in their lives. And usually whoever it is loves the kid enough because they have dedicated their lives to them, so they do whatever they can to help. Including, cleaning up a crime scene,” You explained.

“That actually makes sense,” He agreed, you could just see him nodding along.

“I know it does, that is why I said it,” You chuckled.

“I’ll call you later,” He sighed.

“To congratulate me?” You teased.

“Or maybe so I can gloat about how you were wrong,” He offered.

“Can’t gloat if you don’t have any ideas yourself,” You sing-songed.

“Goodbye Y/N,” He gave up.

“Bye,” You giggled, pleased with yourself.

You were right in the end. Danny found his body at the garden of his suspects maid. She had been working for his parents since before his suspect was born. Danny did call back eventually, it must have took him a while to prepare himself for your gloating. Exchanges like that happened a lot. Strangely, Danny came to you for help more than you did. Though you did go and get advise from him as well. You were always a bit more discreet with it though, trying to make it as convenient as possible for him while he usually just barged in to see you or called you out of the blue, including occasionally in the middle of the night.

“I can’t do this right now, Daniel,” You stated, as you took a seat at your desk, the same desk Danny had been sitting, two coffees in his hand as he waited for you.

“Ooo Daniel?” He inquired, nodding his head, “I must be interrupting something important if you’re using my full name,”

“You’re right about that,” You breathed, finally looking up at him and taking in his serious expression, “But I guess I can spare five minutes,”

“For me?” He smirked.

“From your expression I get the feeling that whatever is going on for you is as serious as what I’ve got going on,” You sighed, leaning back once again.

“You sure?” He asked.

“I’m going to start a clock,” You informed, gesturing to your watch.

“I got you coffee though,” He offered.

“You must really need my help,” You said, taking it and taking a sip.

“More like a fresh pair of eyes,” He corrected, repositioning himself on the desk and placing a file in front of you.

“What is this?” You asked, as he opened the file for you, looking down.

“It’s everything,” He informed.

“Want to give me the rundown or…” You inquired.

“Just read,” He instructed.

You scanned over everything for around fifteen minutes before looking back at him, he was staring down at you, clearly waiting for your response.

“He did it,” You stated.

“How? Why?” He asked.

“Can you seriously not see it?” You sighed.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

“He was the one that killed your victims parents. So he killed your victim to make sure that he didn’t tell the cops about it,” You explained.

“And how did you figure that out?” He inquired. “The glass eye in the vault,” You elaborated, “ the Same type of glass eye found at the scene of the car crash fifteen years ago,”

“But how did he access the vault?” Danny pressed.

“He’s literally just one of two people who has access. I bet the main owner, his boss, barley goes in and he is the only one that retrieves things from it. So if he hid something of his own in the vault like the only evidence connecting him to a fifteen year old double homicide, his boss probably never would have known,” You continued.

“That actually makes sense,” He nodded after taking a few seconds to take it in.

“You might want to find some more evidence though,” You made a point to mention.

“Really Detective? Oh, teach me your ways,” He pouted, annoyed.

“Why aren’t you leaving?” You countered.

“I heard Daniel which means you need help,” He replied, “So come on. Lay it one me,’

“You don’t have too,” You began.

“I want too,” He interrupted, “Plus I don’t like being in debt to people. The file.”

“Ten bucks say you don’t get it,” You wagered, passing him the file.

“Fifty I do,” He smirked, flipping it open and then closing it immediately.

“You already looked didn’t you?” You sighed.

“I’ve been waiting a while,” He grinned, down at you.

“Well?” You gave in.

“The owners did it,” He replied, before jumping from you desk and heading towards the exit.

“Care to elaborate as to why?” You called after him.

“You won’t get any better if I give you all the answers,” He winked.

“You’re an ass,” You chuckled with a sigh.

“By the way Linda told me to say thank you for watching the boys last weekend,” He said.

“Ahh, don’t worry about it,” You reassured, “Linda and the boys can make me those famous brownies as a thank you,”

“I’ll pass it on,” He grinned before going serious and playing with his hands awkwardly, “Really though, thank you. Me and Linda really needed that weekend,”

“Danny, I understand. Whatever you need. I’ve got your back,” You smiled.

He just nodded before heading out. You watched him go, knowing that something was up with him and Linda. Even back then.

It continued like that. Danny making unexpected drop ins to your station asking for things, If it was serious enough you would make the trek to his but you usually just called. You met up at a local bar every week though to blow off steam and to talk. Like partners but really just like friends.

Around three years ago though was when you and Danny officially became partners though. You wanted out of Bronx Gang unit and Danny was between partners which meant there was a gap at Major Crimes. You handled a couple of high profile cases at Gang despite being relatively early in your Detective career. You were on the map which meant since both moves were coincidently in line you were asked if you would be interested. Of course you were. Then after you accepted you were warned about who that meant working with. You just laughed.

Danny wasn’t told who is new partner was and you didn’t say it was you either. So you listened to him complain for a week about getting a new partner, all while knowing it was you. You wanted to enjoy the surprise.

You didn’t get the traditional meet at the station. You had gone in early and was handed a case as soon as you got there. Danny was running late, that’s what coming in from Staten Island will do, so you were told that he would meet you at the scene.

It was intense being thrown in by yourself on your first day for the first couple hours. But you got the swing of it. It was like back at the Gang Unit, minus the gangs, added media attention and double the political pressure. It was almost fun, everyone coming to you for questions and answers a like. You found yourself belonging. It was sort of natural to you and you knew it would only get better when Danny arrived.

One of the uniforms alerted you when Danny arrived. You could feel his presence coming towards you. You waited for just the right second to turn around and reveal yourself.

“Was the traffic that bad, Reagan?” You quipped, “You’re late,”

“What the hell are you doing here?” He demanded, visibly shaken by your presence.

“What do you think?” You grinned, before taking off to get to another part of the crime scene “Working, which is something that you really should be doing too Partner. I’m not a fan of freeloaders. ”

“Your my new partner?” He questioned, clearly confused.

“Was me being here not a clear tip off?” You countered, with a dumb expression.

“Stop being so annoying and answer my questions,” He demanded.

“Yes, I am your new partner,” You finally announced officially, “Can we get to work now?”

“Seriously?” He questioned, as the wind picked up, just like when you first met.

“Yeah, they offered me the job last week,” You informed.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” He asked.

“I thought it would be a nice surprise,” You smiled.

“Ah hah,” He cheered, grabbing hold of you and spinning you around.

“Daniel,” You warned, swotting at him, “Put me down,”

“Only took five years for you to finally become my partner,” He cackled, putting you down.

“Do you want to get to work partner or not?” You chuckled.

“Hell yeah,” He grinned, “Finally, get to work with someone I like,”

“You like me?” You questioned.

“You don’t need me to answer that,” He countered sincerely.

“Fine,” You smiled, “You just going to stand there Reagan?”

“Just waiting for my partner to give me the rundown of what we know so far,” He smirked.

Everyone knew that you and Danny made a great team, becoming partners just solidified it in everyones mind. A part of you worried that you and Danny wouldn’t be a good as actual partners than you were friends but you were wrong. You really worked well together. You were similar but completely different. The full spectrum at opposite ends but you could easily switch places. Though you’ll admit that the bane of your partnership was making sure Danny didn’t break too may rules to justify getting suspended. You had fun spending time together.

Your partnership came at a difficult time for Danny. His marriage to Linda was breaking down and you saw Danny through the worst of it. He came to you the day she left. He came to you when she had him served with the papers. The boys stayed with you and their Grandpa and Great Grandpa, the current and prepare police commissioners, while they decided everything. You were just there for him.You weren’t just his partner at work, you were his best friend. He needed you and you could only be there for him.

Which meant you covered for days when he just couldn’t come in, you stayed up all night talking to him, pulling him out of whatever bar he’d drunken himself senseless in and letting him sleep on your couch because he couldn’t go home. You just supported him the best way you could.

You don’t know when you fell in love with him but when you did you kept to yourself. It was during the divorce and it would have been selfish of you to say anything. In fact you only realised when your then sort of boyfriend broke up with you because you were spending all your time with Danny. You just realised that you weren’t interested in spending time with anyone else. You just couldn’t say anything of course. It would have been selfish and confusing for him. Plus, he didn’t have the time or the emotional energy to feel the same way.

Then six months ago, the day the divorce was finalised things changed.

“Danny, what the hell are you doing here?” You demanded, after you opened the door to reveal Danny standing there, soaking wet because of all the rain.

“It’s done,” He announced.

“What’s done?” You asked.

“The divorce,” He nodded.

“I don’t know what to say,” You admitted.

“Can I come in?” He asked.

“Of course,” You agreed, making the way, “You must be freezing. Take off your coat and let me get you some clean clothes,”

“I don’t think I can fit into your skinny jeans,” He quipped.

“I think I have some left from when you stayed over last. And if not you can borrow some of the stuff others have left,” You smiled, handing him a towel.

“How are things with you and Ma…” He asked before finishing as had forgotten the name.

“Mason,” You offered, “We don’t have to talk about me,”

“Why not?” He questioned, “We’ve spent the last month talking about me,”

“Which hasn’t been a problem,” You reminded.

“Still. Let’s talk about you,” He insisted, “How is it going with you and Mason?”

“It isn’t,” You confessed, “We broke up a month ago,”

“Why didn’t you say?” He questioned.

“You didn’t need to hear about my problems with everything that’s going on,” You answered.

“Well, it’s over now so let’s talk,” He suggested, tapping the seat beside him “It will help distract me,”

“Like I said it ended,” You repeated, taking the seat beside him.

“Why?” He pressed.

“Um…” You stalled.

“Was it because of me?” He whispered.

“He said that I spent too much time with you to just to be partners,” You informed reluctantly.

“I’m so good at ruining relationships I don’t destroy my own. I drag down everyone else as well,” He chuckled dryly and bitterly.

“That isn’t true,” You insisted, “You weren’t the reason it ended. Plus you didn’t end things with…”

“But I drove her too it,” He interrupted, “I didn’t make her priority and then she left me to be someone who did,”

“Danny…” You began.

“It’s okay,” He reassured, “Things were getting worse as the years went on. We fell out of love and just staying together because of the boys and then I didn’t do the bare minimum to justify staying together so…”

“Why are you smiling?” You asked, studying his face intently.

“I don’t feel sad anymore,” He confessed.

“That’s good,” You returned.

“I have to tell you something,” He announced.

“What?” You prompted.

“Thank you,” He confessed, “For everything,”

“You don’t have to…”

“But I want too,”

You nodded.

“Y/N,” He said breaking the silence.

“Hmm,” You prompted once again, looking up at him.

“Why did you do all this?” He asked simply.

“Because you’re my partner best friend. I care about you and I lov…” You spoke openly and honestly before stopping yourself.

“Why did you stop?” He questioned, his eyes locking with yours.

“You don’t need this right now,” You said, going to get up only for Danny to stop you.

“What if I feel the same way,” He admitted.

“It wouldn’t matter right now because you need time to be by yourself for a while. Figure out what you want with a clear mind.” You insisted.

“Y/N…” He began.

“If you are saying what I think you are. We need to wait. You need some time,” You stated.

“I don’t want too,” He insisted.

“I don’t want to be rebound,” You countered.

He nodded.

“How long?” He asked, getting up.

“You need to find yourself again Danny. As long as it takes,” You replied, “I’ll wait,”

“You will?”

“Of course,” You smiled.

And that brings you back to today. It was past midnight when you finally got back to the station. The squad-room was empty expect for Danny sitting at his desk, his nose in a file as the light glared, with his feet on the desk.

“You’re going to knock the coffee off your desk,” You warned, as you approached, stopping at your own desk which was opposite his.

“It was one time,” He reminded with an exasperated sigh.

“And for most people that would be enough to stop doing it,” You chuckled. He finally dropped the file to look at you.

“You’re still wearing the dress,” He commented,

You were wearing an evening dress suitable for a black tie event. It was red, sleeveless and had a slit that went all the way up your thigh.

“I didn’t want to waste any time,” You informed, blushing slightly as you could feel his eyes on you.

“Excited are we?” He smirked.

“Somewhat, depends on how this goes,” You countered, “So?”

“Has it been enough time for you?” He asked.

“It wasn’t about me.” You reminded, “It was about you. I didn’t want to rush into anything when you didn’t have your head straight,”

“To be honest my feelings for you were the only thing I was clear on,” He confessed, “But thank you for rejecting me that night and making me wait. It helped a lot. I’m a better Dad, son, person and hopefully partner.”

“You are,” You agreed, “All those things,”

“Thanks,” He smiled, getting up and walking over to you.

“How do you feel about me Danny,” You asked.

“How do you feel about me?” He countered.

“Danny,” You sighed, looking away.

“I feel the same way I did that night,” He admitted, “I just hope you feel the same way you did then,”

“I do,” You confirmed.

“That’s great,” He smiled.

“Just great?” You teased.

“You want more words?” He joked.

“Nah, I know you don’t know any more,” You winked.

“Hope you’re not this funny Friday night,” He commented.

“What’s Friday night?” You asked.

“Our date,” He informed simply, “Unless your busy. Though I know you’re not,”

“What if I don’t want to go?” You questioned, jokingly.

“Didn’t really consider it,” He pouted.

“You’re lucky that I do,” You quipped. “Thank god,” He breathed, relieved.

You tossed him a confused look.

“Didn’t say I didn’t worry,” He pointed out.

“You don’t need to worry,” You comforted, playing with his tie, “I’ll be there,”

“Good,” He nodded, “Because if you weren’t it would have been awkward when I did this,”

“What?” You asked.

You barely got the words out before he wrapped his arms around you and crashed his lips into yours. You melted into straight away as he hoisted you onto his desk and his hand found its way up your exposed thigh.

“Got it out your system Reagan?” You questioned, breathlessly as he finally pulled away.

All he did was smirk in response.

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The Shady Imp of Gluttony

>It’s time.

Off we go.

Can’t wait to see what’s in store for us.

Me, too. For the sake of everyone in Pontypandy.

Okay, let’s carry out our plan. To Norman’s Palace we go!

>Mona becomes our van and we head out to steal Norman Price’s heart.

>The Fire Station in Pontypandy. The firefighters there have asked Norman Price and his mother, Dilys, to stay because of the calling card we sent.

Not to worry, Dilys. If anything, this is probably some kind of prank. The only way these Phantom Thieves would want to steal your Norman’s heart would be to keep him from cheating on his school test.

True... Then again, I don’t mind if they do show up. I heard that Fox fellow is an artist and quite the gentleman.

(whisper) I wonder if she knows that Fox is already in a relationship... With the leader.

(also whispering) True. But let’s let Dilys dream a little.

(just joining the conversation) I agree... What are we whispering about?

>They just laughed a little.

This is no laughing matter! I got a calling card! The Phantom Thieves are going after me!

The Phantom Thieves haven’t strike yet, Norman. We don’t even know how they do it.

He’s right. You should relax. We’ll have this sorted out in no time.

>With that, the firefighters and Dilys leave Norman alone for a while... Or so they thought.

?????: I’m afraid time doesn’t work that way.

Norman: !

>A red wave passed over him. When it was over, the fire station was now some kind of warped demonic puppet theater.

???????: You always try to make yourself look like the hero, but you always put yourself before others.

???: You have ruined this town with your selfish nature and putting others in danger.

???: She’s right. I know a big ape who’s more of a hero than you.

>Then, on puppet strings, we slide down on to the stage to reveal ourselves.

Joker: Target: Norman Price.

Me and Ape came in the place of the older members to help them deal with you.

You give kids like us a bad name. But not for long.

We’re not gonna let you continuin’ whatever you want and puttin’ others in danger.

The beauty of this town as been soiled by your own dark intentions. It’s no wonder your poor mother suffers.

Panther: We know a false hero when we see one. You’re definitely a false hero.

Oracle: The time has come for you to make up for the deeds you have done. Big time.

Mona: That's right. We will take the Treasure and you will cease all the hardship you have caused.

Joker: We will take your heart!

Norman: NO! YOU CAN’T! YOU CAN’T TAKE IT!

Warrior: A little late for that. You pretty much just sold it to us.

Ape: Now it’s time to pay the price. You better be ready.

Panther: Now you will atone for what you did.

Norman: Never!

>Then, Norman’s eyes change to a golden color.

Shadow Norman: Sam is getting to old in his age. Time for him to step down and let a true hero do the work.

Mona: A true hero does his work because it makes others happy. You only became a hero for the fame and recognition.

To me, that makes you more villain than hero.

Shadow Norman: You’ll regret saying that to Normanman!

>Then, Norman’s Shadow changes its shape to fight us.

Oracle: Let’s see what we have here. Persona!

>Necronomicon scans the Shadow.

Oracle: It looks like he’s weak to Bless skills. Crow isn’t here, so Warrior, you’re up.

Warrior: Alright. It’s been awhile. Persona!

>Warrior summons her Persona, Lakshmibai.

>I change Personas.

Joker: Persona!

Mona: Persona!

Skull: Persona!

>Nebiros uses Brain Shake on Warrior. Luckily, she dodged it. Then, Lakshmibai uses Kouga. It knocks him down.

Warrior: Now we can do it. Let’s go!

>After the attack, Nebiros is still up. Unicorn also uses Kouga. It also knocks him down. We decide not to do an All-Out-Attack and I simply attacked him. Zorro uses Lucky Punch. And Captain Kidd uses Assault Dive.

Nebiros: You seem like quite the fighters. But it might be tougher than you think.

>Nebiros uses Maeigaon. It was a heavy hit on us, but we were okay. However, I was knocked down. Nebiros attacks me. Lakshmibai uses Kouga again, but this time, Nebiros dodged it. After I got back up, Unicorn does the same, but he also dodges it. Zorro uses Mediarama to heal us. And Captain Kidd uses Matarukaja to boost our attack. Nebiros uses Eigaon on me. But I dodged it. Lakshmibai uses Assault Dive. It took a lot of health from him. Then, Unicorn uses Kouga and it knocks him down.

Joker: Now, we strike!

>After the attack, Nebiros is still up, but now weaker. Zorro uses Miracle Punch. It didn’t knock him down this time. Then, Captain Kidd uses Charge to prepare for the next attack. Nebiros uses Brain Shake on me. This time, it Brainwashes me. Luckily, Warrior learned Harisen Recovery and used it on me. Then, she has Lakshmibai use Kouga. Nebiros is knocked down again. We decide not to do an All-Out-Attack. Lakshmibai uses Myriad Slashes. With that, the Shadow was defeated. He resumes his human form as a light came out of him.

Mona: And there’s the Treasure. This was easier than I thought.

Skull: Well, he didn’t seem that strong in the real world. Guess we kinda overestimated him there ‘cus he was of high level.

>I take the Treasure. It was a Junior Cadet Firefighter’s Badge.

Norman: That was proof that I was a hero. Why didn’t others see me as a hero?

Joker: Because I true hero does his deeds because it’s the right thing to do. Not to be recognized. You were only thinking about yourself rather than others.

Ape: Just try to be more considerate of others before you leap into action... Even my buddy, Kong, knows that.

Norman: ... Okay. I’ll start thinking before I leap. If it make others, even my mom, happy, I’ll be happy. From now on, Norman Price will be more hero than famous.

>With that, the Shadow returns to his true self and we leave as well.

>The next day...

This is Sarah Jones giving you the latest news around Pontypandy. Yesterday, Norman Price, our town... mischief maker, received a calling card from the notorious Phantom Thieves of Hearts. Later that evening, the Pontypandy Fire Department offered to protect Norman and his mother at their station... However, this was futile as this morning, it was discovered that Norman Price... Had a change of heart. He was found lying in his bed in tears about all the hardships he had caused the town over the years. Currently, Norman is checked in at Newtown Hospital for observation. More news as it unfolds. And now, the weather.

>We were watching on Futaba’s laptop in the van which was parked just some ways from Pontypandy.

Jo: Is this really this satisfying? I know I’ve changed some hearts before, but this...

It’s your first successful heist with us. You’ll get used to it.

Danny: Can’t wait to tell the others.

I just hope Kong doesn’t get too upset that you barely did anything. Like we just had you around for comic relief... That’s already Ryuji’s job.

Hey! I resent that!

Danny: That’s okay. I had fun either way. But don’t worry, I’ll get my chance next time.

I’m sure you will.

I wonder how the others are doing with their mock exam.

I’m sure they’re doing fine. They seem smart enough. Now come on, Jo’s parents said to bring her back to Falcon Gate soon.

Danny: And I said I would meet the others in London.

>With that, we leave.

>Tokyo University. The mock exam that Makoto, Haru, and Akechi were taking was just finishing up.

Okay, everyone, pens down! Please bring your exams up to my desk.

That was difficult. I never thought archaeology would have a part to play in botany.

Seta: More like the other way around, Ms. Okumura. Botany has a part to play in archaeology. Many other things have a part to play in archaeology. It just depends on... Your cognition.

That’s... Actually quite true.

Guess physiology is one of those things as well.

Seta: It sure is... Probably why it’s a good thing I know it now. Akechi kun?

Akechi: Is something wrong, Seta sensei?

Seta: (looking down) ... Girls, why don’t you wait in the cafeteria? They’re giving free miso soup to anyone here for the mock exam. Tell them I sent you.

Haru: (a little worried) Okay.

>Makoto and Haru leave Akechi alone with Seta.

Akechi: What is it?

Seta: I don’t suppose you’ve seen the news lately, have you?

Akechi: I was too busy preparing for these exams. Why?

Seta: Well... Look.

>Seta takes out his smartphone and logs into a news sight... What was on it almost made Akechi drop.

N- No!

Disgraced Diet Member Released

On January 25 of this year, new evidence had come to light which had cleared former member of the National Diet, Masayoshi Shido, age 55, of all charges involving the mental shutdowns and psychotic breakdowns. However, this reporter can tell you that his political career is pretty much over. Shido was released on the 28. For the time being, Shido will be staying with former members of his United Future Party before returning to his family in Hokkaido. When asked about this, Shido said...

I am well aware of my crimes. I have atone for them the best I could. All I ask now is to return home and put this matter behind me.

Shido currently has a son, Goro Akechi, the Detective Prince, living here in Tokyo. However, we have been asked by Diet Member, Toranosuke Yoshida, to leave him be.

...

Seta: Akechi kun, I’m sorry.

Akechi: It’s alright, Seta sensei, it’s not your fault.

Seta: I know. But just so you know, if you need anything, me and Haruka are here for you. And you have your friends as well.

Akechi: I know. You know, I never got to thank you that time. You took me to that institution I’m staying in. You even paid for it.

Seta: We just thought we could just let you live alone on the streets... Actually, me and Haruka were thinking that, in case you want to leave there, we can always let you live with us. Well, I mostly live in my van, but I’m sure Haruka would let you stay with her.

Akechi: Thank you. But I’ll be fine. I’ve already earned enough money from solving various cases to afford a loft in the city to be more closer to campus.

Seta: I see. But just in case, we’re here for you... Remember that.

Thank you, Seta sensei.

>With that, Akechi leaves the classroom... He takes out his phone.

Everyone, we have a problem.

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